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the jit haul - stf lyrics

intro: crünkbünni
i’m so f*ckin done with these dumbass jits going around spreading sh*t about $tfü!
shut the f*ck up
what the f*ck are you doing b*tch?
get a f*ckin life
d*mn

interlude: crünkbünni
$k3tch
anonymous
crünkbünni
get zily
verse: crünkbünni
in the trunk there’s an armoury
dumb jits couldn’t bother me
whole scene be fond of mе
cause i’m a hundred c like hot dеgrees
got a bag in my pocket packed full of peat
your vag bacteria’s a meet n greet
n0body gives a f*ck bout your dumbass jeep
after popping a b*tch, i get a good night’s sleep
it’s a feat, blessing jits with crunk
it’s a treat, f*ckin maim a dumb jit if he cheat
then i’ll spit it all out on the beat
and your man gon listen on repeat

interlude: crünkbünni
thank you haters
you’re our biggest fans
we love you dumbass jits
f*ck you

chorus: crünkbünni & $k3tch
gonna pop a jit on thursday
pop a strap on a masc on friday
double r gon smack you silly
$tfü
caught a dumb hoe lame last monday
red shoes, yeah my boots is bl**dy
we in philly but it ain’t that sunny
$tfü
i don’t give a f*ck about a tuesday
when shut the f*ck up pull up it’s a doomsday
shootin green at hoes like plants vs zombies
tryna run away but all these sagbens are on me
verse: $k3tch
taking over sh*t in the city you were born in
26 unknown calls i’m ignoring
open up the door, let the wh0re in
zipping up your fly, get it caught in your foreskin
sipping that drank while i’m pouring
you don’t wanna f*ck with crünkbünni, $k3ch or quinn
tonight’s set so godd*mn boring
gotta pop a peat or i’m snoring

verse: crünkbünni
pop it, f*cking leave now cause you’re not it
if i see a jit tryna f*ck, ima stop it
old ass jits, young girls in the mosh pit
let’s be for real, ain’t n0body gonna top it
profit, sh*tty ass clothes can’t cop it
you really wanna act like a child? just drop it
dapgomt b*tch, play with your pop*it
run a d*mn comb through your hair, please wash it

interlude: crünkbünni
f*ckin jits ain’t got nothing better to do than spread sh*t about us cause they’re jealous
we all know you’re jealous b*tch
you got no hobbies, of course you’re jealous
we got fame, we got fans, we got love
we got crunk, you got nothing
chorus: crünkbünni & $k3tch
gonna pop a jit on thursday
pop a strap on a masc on friday
double r gon smack you silly
$tfü
caught a dumb hoe lame last monday
red shoes, yeah my boots is bl**dy
we in philly but it ain’t that sunny
$tfü
i don’t give a f*ck about a tuesday
when shut the f*ck up pull up it’s a doomsday
shootin green at hoes like plants vs zombies
tryna run away but all these sagbens are on me

- stf lyrics

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